I'm not sure whether or not I'll continue this story. I'll upload a few chapters and if it gets positive feedback, then I'll continue it, ok?
Warning: This is an AU fanfic. There is some OOC too. And yaoi (but it's mostly fluff).
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! or it's characters. They belong to Narita Ryohgo.
Reviews are welcome.
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Prologue
Run.
That's all I can do now.
Run for my life.
Movement in the darkness. A boy, of about thirteen, was running as fast as he could in the night. His face was twisted in fear and pain, but he kept going. His lungs were screaming at him to stop. He couldn't. Not yet.
Can't stop.
Not now.
Have to keep going...
Finally, he ran into an alleyway to catch his breath. He vagually remembered this place. Not that the faint memories would mean anything to him now. But this was faraway, which was good, he needed to be faraway. That way, no-one would recognise him. Nobody would hurt him.
He remembered the snarling face of his enemy. He remembered striking a match and watching his own home burn to the ground. Home. He didn't have one anymore. He destroyed it to save his sisters. To save himself.
He sent his sisters into care. He didn't want them hurt. The boy choose to live with the monster, so he couldn't hurt them, the way he hurt him.
Keep going.
Don't look back.
Don't stop now.
The boy could still feel the heat of the flames on his face. He could still remember it clearly. He had reached the breaking point. He had to escape from the past. However long it would take.
I can't run forever.
Someday, I'll have to stop.
A/N: This probably won't make much sense until later on, where it gets explained XD
Incase you haven't noticed, the boy is Izaya!
It's a very short prologue. The other chapters will be longer. If I continue this, of course.